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The graduation was held in the front of the entrance to the school, and the area had been decorated fabulously with Hogwarts towering over it. Flowers lined the aisles and the chairs were cushioned with the colors of the four Houses. On the wall behind the platform where all the teachers and important people sat, the four flags of Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff hung, floating in the wind. The aisle that the graduates were going to walk down had a carpet that changed to the color of the house of the group of students. Anthony and Sarah tried to keep their swelling pride inside, but the two slipped sometimes, telling the guests how it was "Nothing, really!"

There were about forty students in the graduating class, and they were seated by house, then by name. Guests, who mainly consisted of family members and family friends, sat behind the students, who filed in to the sound of "Pachelbel's Canon" (the composer had actually attended Hogwarts himself).

Anthony and Sarah were already seated, having special seats on the stage in front of all the student and guests. Dumbledore was seated in the middle, with Professor McGonnagal on one side, and Professor Snape on the other. The Head Boy and Head Girl sat at the end of Professor McGonnagal's side of Dumbledore, each sending smiles to their fellow classmates.

Jacob strode down the aisle looking absolutely triumphant, his head held high and his red and gold sash flowing over his black robes. His red curls had been slicked back, and he winked towards Emily, who was seated with Delaney on her lap next to her parents. Hermione was obviously crying, her face streaked with tears that had already fallen, and Ron was following Jacob with the wizard's version of a video camera.

He saw other familiar faces, his Uncle Fred and his wife (Brian's parents); his cousin George (Brian's older brother), many other redheaded relatives, his Aunt Ginny was sitting next to his parents, his Weasley Grandparents, and his Muggle Grandparents.

Sticking out like a sore thumb near the back of the guests were Ruebus Hagrid and his wife Olympe Maxine-Hagrid. Hagrid was blubbering into a very large napkin that could have been mistaken for one of Jacob's bed sheets.

Since there were ten students in the Gryffindor class, and Anthony was on stage, the graduating Gryffindors sat in one long row. Jacob was the last one seated, since Gryffindor had won the House Cup, and entered last (Even with the last Quidditch Match being cancelled, Gryffindor had come out on top, there was a rematch set for that afternoon, for the Quidditch Cup).

He peered past Brian and his other classmates to where Soledad was sitting nervously at the end of their row. Her hair was loose around her head, the way Jacob liked it, and she had a constant blush on her face. She seemed to feel his gaze on her and she turned slightly, sending him a shy smile. Jacob grinned, and looked towards the platform, where Professor Dumbledore was speaking.

"Wizards, Witches, family, friends, and Hogwarts alumni, welcome to this years graduation ceremony of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." There was a huge round of applause, and Jacob could swear that he heard firecrackers going off…he suspected his Uncles Fred and George.

Professor McGonnagal seemed to be eyeing the older set of twins as well. Jacob snickered as Dumbledore smiled softly.

"It's been a tradition, since Hogwarts was founded, that the Head Boy and Head Girl open the ceremony with the speeches they have written. I'd like to introduce Professor Flitwick, so he can do the honors."

Professor Flitwick hurried up to the platform, charming the stool that stood beside it to grow high enough for him to see over the platform. He stood proudly, looking over the sea of people and began,

"This young woman has been such a pleasure to have in my house. She, on many occasions, has helped me with numerous projects, even performing charms that I still have difficultly with. It's been an absolute honor to be able to be the Head of her House, and I wish her, and all my other Ravenclaws (there was a burst of applause from that section) the best of luck in life, because I know that they are going to go very far. So, let me stop babbling! I would like to introduce, Sarah Lee, Ravenclaw, Head Girl!"

Sarah stood up and blushed as the audience applauded, the Ravenclaws standing up and clapping the loudest. She made her way across the stage and Jacob turned to see that Brian was watching her with a goofy smile. She tossed her long black hair over her shoulders, pulled out her speech, and began,

"When I received my Hogwarts letter, I was scared. Honestly, I couldn't believe that there were actually Witches and Wizards, let alone a school for them. I thought it was some mean joke, I thought it was just a silly dream.

"But, it wasn't. When I first stepped foot into Diagon Alley, and I saw broomsticks for sale, and books jumping out of the bookshelves, I knew that it was all too real, that my dream was a reality." Her voice wavered as if she was going to start crying.

"Boarding the Hogwarts Express was hard, I stood between Platforms nine and ten for a good thirty minutes before a Wizard Conductor came out and found me. The train ride was long and irritating, because I sat beside two girls who wouldn't stop talking, but who turned out to become my very best friends." She smiled towards twin girls in the Ravenclaw section, who waved excitedly.

"As I listened to the Sorting Hat, I knew right from the start that I was meant to be a Ravenclaw, that my abilities would be put to the test there, that I would grow up to be the best Witch I could be.

"The Hat told me that I would do well in some other houses, too, but he let me decide. I immediately whispered Ravenclaw, and I felt as if the Hat was smiling down at me.

"I worked hard, sometimes so hard that my eyes would hurt and that I couldn't fall asleep. Becoming a prefect, then Head Girl was my goal, and, I'm proud to say that I accomplished both. I even came out of here with a few other surprises." She obviously flashed a grin towards Brian, who blushed furiously.

"I know that you all have a story to tell, about your Hogwarts letter, about Diagon Alley, about the train ride, and the Sorting. I'm sure that many of you had much different goals than I did, but that's what makes us unique, but yet so the same.

"I hope you accomplished your goals, and if you didn't, I hope you tried, I hope you tried with every bit of magic inside of you.

"We, as graduates of Hogwarts are going to change the future, we're going to make this world a better place, and we're going look back at our time here, knowing that it was seven years well spent. Seven years that will never be forgotten."

She stepped back from the podium, tears in her eyes as her audience applauded with great zest. Professor Flitwick jumped out of his seat and Sarah kneeled slightly to shake his hand, the little Wizard had tears streaming out of his eyes.

When she reached her seat, she sent Anthony a reassuring smile, because his legs were shaking as he waited to be called. He sent an approving grin her way, and then watched as the Head of Gryffindor walked across the stage.

Professor McGonnagal now stood at the podium, and she received some catcalls and whistles from the Gryffindor section (Professor Potter had to bite his knuckles from laughing). She eyed her Gryffindors with the 'glare' that they were all used to, but she let go a dismissive laugh and she rolled her eyes.

"I've seen many classes, and many different kinds of students. Each class stands out in their own way, but this one has something special…this class, this class is full of the children of those who helped defeat the Dark Lord." Her eyes glazed over. "This class of Gryffindors has amazing courage running through their veins, and the gentleman I am introducing is the bravest of them all."

Anthony's eyes widened and he felt his cheeks flush. Sarah took his hand and squeezed it, and his fellow Gryffindors cheered loudly. Anthony watched as Taylor and Jacob jumped up, causing the rest of the Gryffindors to jump up as well. He wanted to run off stage, but that really wouldn't be showing the courage Professor McGonnagal was talking about, so he decided against it.

"I've seen him grow from the little boy who would sneak into the Library at night just so he could add that extra five inches to an essay, to the man," She turned and looked at him. "Who would be willing to give his life for those he loves. I have been extremely lucky to watch him grow up, and I'm proud to say that he has definitely lived up to my expectations." Professor McGonnagal sent him a soft smile and looked back at the audience.

"Please, put your hands together for your Head Boy, Anthony Weasley, Gryffindor!"

The audience erupted into an applause that Anthony had clearly not expected. He stayed glued to his seat, his hands gripping the part below him. Sarah had to shake his shoulders to snap him out of the trance he was in, and he stood up, his shoulders tense. He watched as all four houses applauded him, but his mind was so blank that he didn't even wonder why the Slytherins were clapping. With another push from Sarah, Anthony made his way towards the podium.

Jacob, along with Brian, was laughing at his brother's shocked state. But, he made sure that his applause was the loudest, no matter how much his hands began to sting. He was extremely proud of his brother, and Jacob knew that Anthony deserved all this praise and more.

Professor McGonnagal smiled brightly as Anthony reached the podium, and she did something very uncharacteristic; she hugged him. Anthony stiffened for a second, but he relaxed and hugged her back. She patted his back, and the headed back towards her seat, wiping her eyes. For a brief moment, Anthony wondered whether she was thinking of his parents' graduation.

Turning towards the audience seemed to be a bit of a challenge, but when he did, he was glad that he did.

He immediately found the Gryffindor section, their red stood out from the rest of the colors, and he watched as Jacob sent him a huge thumbs up. Taylor was dabbing her eyes with the sleeve of her robes, staring at him with an amazingly loving look in her eyes.

With a deep sigh, he began,

"I really wish I had gone first, because speaking after that speech," He shook his head as the audience laughed. "Is some feat." He took another breath, he felt like he couldn't trust his voice. He slowly unfolded his speech,

"It took me a long time to write this, because I really couldn't find the words that fit how I felt about leaving Hogwarts." He set the wrinkled paper on the podium and began,

"We have a lot of great memories here, on this front lawn, on the Quidditch Pitch, by the lake, in the Great Hall, and in the many nooks and corridors of Hogwarts. But I don't think any of them will outshine the day you leave here, for it will be one of the happiest and saddest days of your life. You will be leaving your childhood forever, but you will begin your life as a true Wizard or Witch, ready to make your mark on the world." His eyes shone and he rolled them so his tears of joy wouldn't fall.

"You might end up being a star Quidditch player, flying for your favorite childhood team and winning the World Cup for Britain." He winked at Jacob. "Or you could find a job at the Ministry, on the Committee on Experimental Charms. You could create a charm that could affect generations of Wizards and Witches. Maybe your name will go down in Hogwarts- A History, as one of their most famous alumni.

"But whatever you end up doing, remember one thing: you need to be happy doing it. There is no point to life if you don't have a reason to smile everyday. Make sure that you have something to cherish in your life, something that gives you a reason to wake up in the morning and want to live that day to the fullest." All the while his eyes were transfixed on Taylor's.

"I found an old Muggle quote that many people have probably never heard. Because my mother was Muggle-born, hi Mum," He waved sheepishly, causing the crowd to roar with laughter. Hermione immediately waved back animatedly, but Ron put her hand down. "I was brought up with the wonderful world of Disney. And, one of the people who worked for them, I couldn't find their name, said something absolutely amazing, and I would just like to recite it for you,

"'…Magic is as wide as a smile and as narrow as a wink, loud as laughter and quiet as a tear, tall as a tale and deep as emotion. So strong, it can lift the spirit. So gentle, it can touch the heart. It is the magic that begins the happily ever after.' Thank you for making the past seven years of my life truly amazing."

With that, he nodded his head, and strode back to his seat, the applause absolutely immense.

There were numerous awards given out, many for outstanding work in the different subjects per house. Anthony received the awards for Defense Against the Darks Arts, and Arithmancy, and he held a plaque that held his name and Sarah's under the titles of Head Boy and Girl. Jacob received the Charms award, and a plaque for his position as Captain of the Quidditch team. Each of the other Gryffindors sat contently with their various awards, as Professor Dumbledore walked to the podium.

Brian leaned back into his seat and sighed. Jacob wanted to do the same, though he was quite content, having his two awards set nicely on his lap. Brian had only received the Gryffindor Transfiguration award and the certificate for participating on the Quidditch team, and was ready to get out of his dress robes and go to the Quidditch game.

"These last four awards," Dumbledore said softly. "Are for a student from each House, who is the personification of their House's qualities."

Brian groaned softly and looked over to Anthony. The Head Boy and Girl now sat with their housemates in the seat left for them.

"That's you, for sure." He whispered. Anthony rolled his eyes and shook his head, although his ears did turn a bit pink. Taylor, who sat on Anthony's other side, squeezed his hand for hundredth time that day.

A Hufflepuff boy by the name of Aaron Finch-Fletchley won the Hufflepuff award, and a girl named Matilda Wolf won the Slytherin one. Sarah was then called up for the Ravenclaw award, and the three stood in line with their trophies (that were shaped as their House mascots), as Dumbledore began to read off the Gryffindor's speech.

"Gryffindors are most widely known for being brave and fool-hearty, jumping into situations without thinking. But, they are also characterized by leadership, and the winner of this award clearly showed that he could take control of a situation without hesitating at all. The award goes to," Dumbledore unrolled the small piece of parchment, and smiled softly, "Brian Weasley."

The Gryffindors jumped up in surprise while Brian remained seated, staring at Dumbledore as if he had three heads. Jacob grabbed Brian's shoulders and lifted him up, whooping with glee, pounding him on the back. He let out a choked laugh, and then passed Jacob and walked up the aisle, looking up at the stage. Sarah smiled brightly at him, clapping her hands as furiously as she could while still holding her trophy.

Brian made it up the side stairs, careful not to trip, and walked over to Dumbledore, completely numb with shock. The wise wizard smiled gently at him, and shook his hand, then handing him the trophy.

He took a spot next to Sarah, and the crowd applauded loudly. Brian could see his parents and brother in the back, jumping up and down, waving madly, and all he could do was send them a very large and excited grin.

After the applause died down, it was time for the actual graduation ceremony to begin. The Hufflepuffs each received their diplomas first, and Anthony was a bit surprised at how it was performed. After all the Hufflepuffs had received their diplomas, they stood in a line and pointed their wands towards the sky. Professor Sprout then pointed her wand at the students. Then, large black and yellow sparks, shot out from their wands and the shield of Hufflepuff appeared above them. It was quite an amazing sight.

Slytherin was next, then Ravenclaw. Finally, the Gryffindors stood in line, ready to walk up the right side's set of stairs and onto the stage. Professor McGonnagal stood once again at the podium and she stared at her Gryffindors with the utmost pride.

"Now, introducing, this year's graduating class of Gryffindors! When I call your name, please come on stage and receive your diploma." With the tap of her wand on the podium, a triangle of rolled up parchments appeared.

"Soledad Diego!" She shouted, almost exactly like she had at their Sorting.

Soledad took a deep breath and walked up the steps, the hollering of her housemates and other friends deafening. She scanned the crowd for her parents, and was happy when she saw them sitting rather close to the Weasleys.

"Bridget Hagrid!" Bridget rushed onto the stage, her long brown braid floating into the breeze. Once she appeared, Hagrid broke down into tears, as Olympe patted him softly on the back.

"Andrew Jordan!" He strutted onto the stage, and posed in the middle because his father had run up to the stage with a wizard camera.

"Joseph Longbottom!" Joseph seemed to be shaking as he made his way across. His parents and little brother screamed his name though, and he began to walk with more confidence.

"James Lupin!" The auburn haired boy released his breath and walked onto the stage, looking more relaxed than he had ever in his life. He had done it!

"Taylor Parkinson!" The blonde literally shimmered as she walked across the stage, her smile reaching her ears and her hair flowing behind her. She looked out into the audience to see that her mother was wiping at her eyes, waving one of her many tissues at her.

"Anthony Weasley!" Anthony paced himself again, eager to make his final walk across the stage as smooth as the others had been. He took his diploma, and turned to the crowd, showing his parents and family that he actually had it in his hands.

"Brian Weasley!" Brian was absolutely ecstatic, and rushed across the stage, his excitement reaching its highest level. He shook Professor McGonnagal's hand furiously, and jumped up, punching the air. His ears were quite pink afterwards.

"Jacob Weasley!" Jacob clapped his hands together and let out a laugh of happiness as he clambered up the stairs, reminding Professor McGonnagal of how he had rushed up to the Sorting Hat. When she gave him his diploma, he smiled softly, and said,

"Thank you." Then he joined the other Gryffindors in line. Professor McGonnagal had to bite her tongue to keep the tears from spilling.

"Raise your wands." She said softly, and she raised hers along with her Gryffindors. Muttering a simple charm, she shot a small line of red light at the group, and their wands produced a large amount of scarlet and gold sparks, the Gryffindor seal roaring proudly above them.

Gryffindor defeated Ravenclaw with a score of 170-20. It had been very tough, seeing that the players had an extra week to train. But, Ravenclaw's seeker was no match to Lilly, and she snatched the Snitch before the other seeker could even blink.

Now, the next night, James Lupin was hosting a graduation party at his large house. His parents had insisted that they stay with their friends, but they promised to stay in the lounge room, while the guests invaded the rest of the house.

The house wasn't really decorated for a party, just a table with snacks, and some music playing in the background. James looked around expectantly, trying to figure out if anything was missing.

"How many people are coming?" Rebecca asked, looking over the railing of the stairs. Lilly Potter and Cassie Black appeared behind her, because she had insisted not to stay up in her room by herself while the party was going on.

James shrugged his shoulders, evaluating the condition of the living room. It was expected to look exactly the same afterwards.

"Pretty much the graduating class is invited, but I'm sure a lot of them have other plans."

"Is Brian coming?" Cassie asked in a rather uncharacteristic voice. She sounded nervous and excited at the same time. The other three eyed her oddly, but James just nodded.

"Yeah, he should be, Sarah too." At that, Cassie scowled and stormed back up the stairs. Lilly rolled her eyes and bounced up the stairs after her.

The door leading to the main hallway slid open, and Remus Lupin appeared, holding a goblet of some sort of liquid.

"How's it going?" He asked his son, sitting down in a nearby chair. James shrugged again and pushed some hair out of his eyes.

"Fine, I guess. It's not like we're some wild party animals." He winked at his father, who rolled his eyes. Rebecca skipped down the stairs and sat on the arm of her father's chair.

"Is Daniel invited?" She asked James sweetly. He sighed and nodded as Rebecca clapped her hands.

"No one," Remus began. "Is allowed into any of the bedrooms." He growled, but smiling sweetly at his daughter. Rebecca just sighed,

"Do you really think I'd allow anyone but Cassie and Lilly in my room? I'm not that stupid!"

James snorted at the comment and Rebecca glared at him. Remus looked between both of his children, wondering what was going on. James pulled a face at Rebecca as his father's head was turned, and she jumped off the seat, ready to chase him. Her brother was too quick though, and he raced up the stairs, though she was right on his tail.

He shot past her bedroom and ran into his, slamming the door in her face. Rebecca banged on it once before she stormed off into her room. James released a sigh of relief, but he caught his breath again, as he realized there was someone else in his room.

Lilly stood at the foot of his bed, standing very stiff with her hands clasped together in front of her chest. She had on a very scared smile and was making odd noises.

"Hi, Lilly." He said softly, still leaning against his door. She waved slightly, her face really pale. They stood in the dim room, the light from the crescent moon shining through the window by his bed. It illuminated her perfectly, showing off her freshly cut curls, and her very pale arms and legs.

"Hi." She whispered. "Um. I was only in here because—er—Cassie threw yesterday's Snitch out of Rebecca's room, and, well, it fluttered into here…and…I didn't want to lose it because Jacob gave it to me because I caught it and all…" She explained. "See?" She unclasped her hands and the little Snitch released its wings.

James took a few steps towards her, to examine the Snitch.

"Yep. That's a Snitch, I guess I can believe you." He chuckled, looking up at her. He loved her short hair; it fell just below her ears and the curls were little ringlets, giving her a very sophisticated look when it should make her look childish. Lilly blushed and closed her hands again.

"Congratulations, on graduating." She said, looking a bit more relaxed. "It's going to be weird, next year, without you…and the others."

James smiled and pushed an out of place curl behind her ear, causing her to blush even deeper.

"I'm going to miss you." He said softly. Lilly bit her tongue as tears sprung to her eyes. She dropped the Snitch and threw her arms around his neck, letting the snitch flutter around the room as she cried into his shoulder. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly.

They were odd. It was very hard for a relationship to work when they were in different years, so the two didn't even try, but then, they didn't try to date other people, either.

They stood hugging for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's presence, when they heard a couple of laughs downstairs, indicating that guests were starting to arrive.

"We have to go." She whispered. James nodded, taking one last breath of her hair. She wasn't much shorter than him, so their foreheads knocked without much effort.

"Can I kiss you, first?" He asked quietly, though he had been waiting to ask for a very long time. Lilly smiled and nodded. They both leaned in, and kissed softly, in the glow of the moonlight.

"Parrrrrrr-tay!" Jacob yelled, Apparating into the house. He was amazingly thrilled that he was able to do that, after waiting since December (when he got his license). It annoyed him immensely that you weren't able to in Hogwarts.

There were only a few people there, including most of the Gryffindors, so Jacob didn't feel at all odd for shouting. He liked having everyone stare at him, especially at his bright orange Cannons shirt and khaki shorts.

Anthony, on the other hand, did not. He wore more casual clothes, a green buttoned up shirt and blue jeans.

"Will you shut up?" He muttered, pushing Jacob in the shoulder and brushing by to the couch. Jacob rolled his eyes and searched for Soledad, Brian, or James, but only Brian was visible and he was a little occupied by the former Head Girl.

"Hmph." He complained, planting himself in a seat. He knew his parents were visiting the Lupins and other relatives on the other side of the house, so this party was already a bit of a drag.

James came down the stairs looking a bit flushed, but he flashed Jacob a huge grin. The redhead stood up and shook hands with his former roommate and they began to joke around.

Anthony searched the room for any sign of his favorite blonde, but she hadn't shown up yet, and he was growing anxious. They had decided to tell his parents today about their engagement, thinking that because so many people surrounded them that they wouldn't make a scene. He hoped that their prediction was right.

He watched as more of his classmates Apparated into the room, and the noise level began to increase. He wondered how on Earth had the Lupins allowed James to hold the party.

Brian had Sarah under his arm tightly, whispering something in her ear that made the girl's cheeks redden. She slapped his arm, but he just laughed and kissed her.

Andrew and Joseph were messing with the radio, looking for a station that didn't play such happy music. He watched as Joseph poked it with his wand, but to no avail.

"Ooh get off me you stupid prat!" A happy voice giggled. Anthony turned around to see that Jacob had picked up Taylor, and was now carrying her over to him.

"Eh, look what I got for ya!" He exclaimed, dropping her onto Anthony's lap over the back of the couch.

"Oomph." They both muttered, and Taylor sent a few sparks Jacob's way ("Oww!"). Satisfied, she turned to look towards Anthony, who was smiling goofily at her.

"Hey there, love." She whispered, kissing him. Anthony smiled brightly and hugged her around the waist. "I just popped in, and I missed the target. Landed right on Jake!" She exclaimed, laughing. Anthony sent her an odd look, but she just shrugged. "So, where are your parents?"

Anthony paled a bit, but he forced a smile.

"On the other side of the house…did you tell your mother?" He asked cautiously. Taylor stood up and nodded, taking his hand and bringing him up.

"She was a little shocked, but she said that she was…happy for me…she just wants to have a word with you, and then your parents." She said quickly. Anthony gulped.

"She doesn't like me, does she?" He asked, as they brushed by Bridget and her Hufflepuff boyfriend, Darwin. Taylor shrugged slightly and they began to walk the long hallway (which was rather empty) towards the lounge room.

She was pulling him along, giving Anthony a chance to look her over; he hadn't gotten to in a while. She was wearing Muggle clothes, like he was; only she wore a light blue spaghetti strap shirt, and light green…pedal pushers? He wasn't sure. Her hair was tied up into a messy bun, and when she turned around to smile at him, he noticed some faint white eyeliner.

"You're bloody gorgeous, you know that?" He said softly, stopping abruptly. Taylor sent him a very seductive stare and slid her arms around his neck.

"No, tell me again." She winked and kissed him, having his arms wrap around her waist. Taylor's lips parted with his, and she began to trail kisses along his jaw line, making Anthony's eyes close.

"You're absolutely dazzling, everyday." He murmured as she went down his neck, making him smile. "You're beautiful, I mean it. I love your smile, your giggle, the way your hair shimmers in the light. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you--" She cut him off by pressing her lips fiercely on his, making him back up into what he thought was the wall, but was really a door that swung open at the impact.

He didn't get a chance to look around because Taylor shut the door with her foot, cutting off the light source. She pushed him back, still forcing her lips onto his, not that he minded, of course. His hands now traveled up her back as she slunk her hands down his chest, unbuttoning the shirt he wore. Anthony's eyes grew wide and he pulled away. Taylor kept her grip on his shirt.

"Whoa. Taylor…" His voice sounded very loud in the darkness of the room. She sighed and tapped her foot on the rug.

"It's not like I haven't seen you without a shirt before, we've been swimming together in the lake since first year!" She exclaimed. Anthony remembered the last time the group had gone into the lake; he had liked Taylor's attire a lot. Maybe…

"Taylor, this is really different." He whispered, bringing his hands from her back to brush her cheeks. She huffed impatiently.

"It's our first day out of Hogwarts," She began to unbutton the rest of his shirt, very slowly. "Don't you want to…I don't know, have a little thrill?" Her voice sent a very warm shiver down his back.

"But…here? Come on, there are a lot of people out there, my parents are on the other side of this house!" Why was he arguing?

"Lumos." Taylor muttered, illuminating the room with her wand. It appeared that they were in a guest bedroom, because of the bed that was behind Anthony's and the bareness of the room. He looked down at her, just to smile his patented smile.

She had pulled her hair out of the bun and stood with her hands on her hips and her head tilted to the side. It was one of Anthony's favorite poses. Taylor bit her lip, and her eyes shined in the light of her wand.

"Don't give me that look…" He said tauntingly, carefully wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

"Just for a few minutes, please?" She pouted, tracing a single finger along his chest. Anthony could barely understand what she was saying, but he shook his head and took her hand in his.

He kissed the back of it, and then her nose, then lips. She reached with her other hand to slide around his neck, but he caught that one too. Anthony trailed kisses across her cheek, then kissing her ear,

"Save it for the Honeymoon." He growled, making her shiver. Anthony pulled back and smiled, giving her one long lingering kiss. Taylor seemed to finally agree, and he quickly began to button his shirt.

"Let's go tell your parents." She giggled happily, pushing up on her tiptoes to kiss him softly. "They're going to be my parents too, sort of." Taylor giggled again, this time, not stopping. She actually jumped up a bit. Anthony couldn't help but laugh at her, and she didn't seem to mind.

Taylor spun around, her hair floating for an extra few seconds.

"We have to start planning this, oh, it's so exciting!" She exclaimed, flinging her arms around him. Anthony, who was finishing his last button, was caught off guard in the dimly lit room, and lost his balance. The two fell onto the bed and bounced a bit.

Taylor's hair fell down onto his face, for she was lying very on top of him. His heaving breathing was the only sound in the dark room, and slowly, the light of her wand faded out.

"Ooh." Taylor whispered, bringing her face close to his. "It's dark."

"You did that on purpose." Anthony muttered, not daring to move her off of him in the dark. She giggled slightly, her warm breath tantalizing Anthony's nerves.

"Nope. Not my fault you're slow at buttoning, but while we're here…" She brushed her lips against his. "Why not take advantage?"

Anthony sighed slightly,

"Mrs. Future Weasley, as I said before, though you know that I'd love to spend all night with you, we should wait until the Honeymoon, when we're sure that we're alone and no one will walk in on us. You'll still be radiant from the wedding, and then, we can have as much fun as you'd like, how about it?" He said this all very softly, his face heating up at what he was indicating they were going to do.

Then, he felt tears on his face. Quickly, in the dark of the room, he found her waist, and her rolled her on her side.

"What's wrong?" He asked nervously. Taylor sniffled and choked a bit, putting her head in her hands. Anthony squirmed for his wand, and he found it, turning it on by muttering "Lumos".

She sat with her hair around her face, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed. He tried to think of what he said that would make her cry so hard, so he reached an arm around her, pulling her close. She had only cried to him a few times, but she had never cried with such intensity before.

"Taylor, what's wrong?" He asked again. She looked up at him, but she couldn't match his eyes, her light blue irises darted away from his.

"I-I lied. I love her so much, so-so I lied." She mumbled, releasing another sob. Anthony raised questioning eyebrows.

"About what?"

She stiffened under his arm and looked down at her hands. The room filled with silence, except for her constant sniffling. Then, she released another cry, and began,

"She doesn't want us to get married, I lied, I-I lied!" She finally looked up at him, and Anthony saw the pain within her eyes. "She told me that she wouldn't go to the wedding, she told me that she hopes it rains on us! She couldn't believe that I fell in love with a Weasley, after she had told me all the stories of how your father was so mean to her! She even talked about how horrid your mother was! She told me that she never wanted to see me again if I married you, she said she'd tell people that she didn't have a daughter!"

Taylor broke down now, hiccupping because of her tears, and burying herself in Anthony's chest. He, on the other hand, did not want to just sit around and cry.

Anthony stood up angrily and began pacing in front of her, his fists clenched.

"How-how dare she say that?" He exclaimed, punching his hand into the other. "How dare she tell you all of those-those horrible things? You're her only daughter, for God's sake! And who is she to talk about my parents? She's just some…some bloody Slytherin who had no friends and couldn't keep her bloody hands off of that Death Eater Malfoy!"

The words slipped through his lips before he could even think of the impact of them. He froze his walk, and for a second, he didn't think he could turn to look at Taylor. But, he did, because he had to.

Anthony gaped at her, completely shocked by his own words. Taylor was the product of Pansy Parkinson's bloody hands on Draco Malfoy. He wanted to vomit because of what he said. He wanted to die because of the look in her eyes.

She…she just stared at him, the tears had stopped, but the emptiness that flowed out of her eyes was immense. He knew that she wanted to say something, her mouth moved slightly as her breathing rate increased. Anthony didn't think he should be allowed to go near her, because of his words, because of the look in her eyes.

"Taylor, I--"

"Don't." She interrupted. Anthony cringed at the anger in her voice. "Don't bother."

He began towards her, but it was too late. She had Apparated just as his wand dimmed out, leaving him alone in the darkness of the room.

"Look, it's really handy, especially when she decides to go rambling off in Spanish." Jacob pointed his wand at Soledad's mouth, and she stared at him, annoyed. "Bilingos Spanish."

"I look like some test dummy." She muttered, putting her hands on her hips. Jacob smiled at her, enjoying how irritated she was; he loved the flare in her eyes.

She had dressed up for the party, too, making Jacob want to look at her even more. It was common for young Witches and Wizards to dress in Muggle clothes, because of this generation's great involvement with them. The red head was very supportive of some of the clothes his girlfriend wore, instead of hiding under the bulky cloaks of his elders.

She wore a small top with ruffled sleeves, brown with a rose pattern all over. Her clingy red skirt was frilly at the bottom, and her strap sandals revealed red toenails. Jacob loved it.

"Come on now, Solely, just say a few words in Spanish. I want to show them how this translator Charm works." He asked anxiously, sending her a loving smile. James, Brian, and Sarah stood around them, staring on eagerly. Soledad rolled her eyes,

"Tú me molesta." She grumbled. Brian and James snorted, while Sarah looked on interested. Jacob smiled triumphantly.

"Thank you, doll face. Now, I'll just put this up to my ear and say, Translos."

"You are bothering me." A recording of Soledad's voice rang out, causing the group to cheer. Jacob smiled brightly, taking his girlfriend's hand and pulling her under his arm,

"See? My Spanish will improve greatly with this, aren't you proud?" He said, a cheesy smile on his face. Soledad couldn't help but grin, and she nodded softly.

"Señor Weasley, usted del silicio va a ser un hombre verdaderamente talentoso si usted puede aprender hablar mi lengua materna." She said quickly, snickering. Jacob frowned at her, pushing her away slightly.

"You didn't warn me! That was a long one!" He muttered, poking her in the nose with his wand. "Say it again?"

Soledad shut her mouth tightly, and Jacob groaned. She smiled a silly grin and walked towards the food-covered table, eyeing some of her favorite snacks lying upon it.

As she carefully piled some on a plate, she overheard the conversation her boyfriend was getting in with a former rival, Daniel Martin, the Ravenclaw Captain.

"Did you at least get a scar from it? Making us wait a week for the match!" Daniel asked, making some people laugh. Soledad cringed, letting the snacks slide off her plate and back into the bowl.

"Of course I got a bloody scar! Mind you, it's not a Lightening Bolt or anything, but it's still a nifty souvenir." Jacob joked. Soledad felt as if her insides were going to explode, and she turned around slowly to watch as he lifted down the collar of his shirt to show off the scratch-like scar. Daniel, a few other Ravenclaws, and some of her friends surrounded Jacob, to get a look.

Bang! A shot ran through her brain, and she dropped the plate completely to grab at her head. Bang! Soledad clenched her teeth, trying to keep the pain out of her head.

"Looks like it hurt." Daniel said solemnly. Jacob rolled his eyes, smacking the blonde boy in the back of the head.

"Of course it hurt! Felt like a million Bludgers hitting me at full speed!"

She didn't realize it, but Soledad had knocked down the bowl of chips into the punch when she leaned back on the table, gripping its edge. No one else seemed to realize it either.

Bang! Tears streamed down her cheeks now, and she rushed past the circle of people that had formed around Jacob, and into the dark hallway of the house. Where was the bathroom? Did James say third door on the left, or right? Bang! The noise shook her body, and she threw herself against the wall for support, but instead opened a door.

Soledad shut the door quickly, leaning against it and breathing heavily. She reached for the right side of the door, where she found the light switch. A gasp slipped from her mouth as she realized she wasn't the only one in the room.

Anthony sat on the edge of the bed (they were in what looked like a guest room), staring at the ground in front of him. Her sudden entrance didn't startle him. Soledad looked around the room, wondering why Taylor wasn't in there as well; it was odd to see the two apart.

The curly haired girl squirmed a bit, not sure if she should leave to find another place to cry, or talk to Anthony about whatever is bothering him.

"What's wrong, Soledad?" He asked, before she could decide. Anthony didn't even look up at her as he asked. She bit her tongue and wiped at her eyes.

"Oh, ah, nada, just-just…it's really loud out there." Soledad muttered, wringing her hands together. She took a deep breath, and a step forward. "What's…what's wrong with…you?"

She watched as his head lowered even lower, and she noticed for the first time that he held something small in his hands. He twirled it between his right thumb and index finger, and it glinted, in the dim light. A small ring a band.

Soledad recognized it as Taylor's as she drew closer to Anthony, stopping by on his left side by one of the posts of the bed. Her best friend had bounced around their dorm room those last couple of days, showing off the ring, but never giving the other girls a reason of why it was so special, just the simple fact that "Anthony gave it to me!" Soledad figured it was a promise ring of sorts.

"Where's Taylor?" She asked, and then she grimaced, realizing that she was probably the reason for his dismay.

"Gone." He answered softly, clenching the ring in his fingers. "I think I ruined it."

Soledad was suddenly confused.

"Er…did you two fight?"

Anthony shook his head, lifting it up to shake the hair out of his eyes. Unlike Jacob, Anthony had let his hair grow a bit long, passing his ears. Soledad noticed that behind his now hair free glasses, his eyes seemed empty.

"I said something terrible and…I deserve to be here by myself." He released a deep breath, but still refused to look at Soledad. Holding up the ring, he continued. "I proposed to her, that day…of the incident. I wanted her to keep it a secret because I wanted our parents to be the first to know, sorry. I know she wanted to tell you, and I definitely wanted to tell Jacob…but there's no point anymore. I ruined it."

Soledad stared at the ground, really not sure what to say, but knowing she had to say something.

"It couldn't have been that bad. I mean; you guys have practically been together since first year!" She exclaimed, quite alarmed at the turn of events. If Taylor and Anthony could break up…then who knows what could happen between her and Jacob.

Anthony just sighed and looked at his hands, which had the ring in his clenched fist. They sat in silence for a few moments, and then Soledad put her hand on his shoulder, to show that he had her sympathy. He didn't budge; Anthony just stared at the ground, but Soledad could hear his irregular breaths.

"I never lose my head like that, I always…I always remain calm, no matter how mad am I. But lately...whenever anything hurts her, whenever I see that she is in pain, I get so angry that I want to break something." He finally broke his gaze with the ground to stare into Soledad's hazel eyes. "I have no idea how I'm going to go on without her."

She smiled sadly at his words, knowing that he truly loved her friend. Not that it hadn't been obvious, but she had never had Anthony tell her how he felt. Soledad, Taylor, and Bridget often spent nights giggling on Taylor's bed about their boyfriends, even if it did seem very childish. They often wondered if the boys did the same thing, but the Gryffindor girls figured that their boys were too 'macho' for that.

"Well…" She started, searching for the right words. "I know she loves you, she doesn't shut up about you." She smiled brightly as Anthony chuckled softly. "She's probably just upset, at whatever you said. I don't think seven years of friendship and love are going to be erased because of one fight. Go and find her, tú eres su amor verdadero…her true love." Soledad squeezed his shoulder in an assuring manner.

Anthony nodded slightly, taking a deep breath. He stood up turned back to Soledad, smiling softly.

"Thanks for talking to me…and about your dreams…don't work yourself up over them. Just talk to Jake, he'll understand. He loves you a lot." His smile brightened as she blushed furiously.

"How…how do you know?" She couldn't resist asking. Anthony winked at her and crossed his arms,

"He told me." and then he Apparated. As soon as he disappeared, there was a small rapping at the door.

Soledad quickly smoothed out her skirt and shuffled to the door. She slowly opened it, and she peeked out, to see Jacob's concerned face.

Soledad smiled brightly, hoping that her eyes weren't red. He stared down at her with concerned eyes, then peering into the room behind her suspiciously.

"Someone told me they saw you run in here, are you okay?" Jacob asked, putting his hand on her back and ushering her out of the room. Soledad shrugged softly, and then quickly wrapped her arms around his waist. He looked down at her oddly, while she smiled contently.

"No podría ser mejor."

"Aw! I wasn't ready for that, say it again?"

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